DEATH Poem: Death, Do Not Tempt Me, by Lola Hobson

Troubled soul, come to me now,
let me lead the way, take you
away from your suffering.
I promise you bliss, freedom.
Take my hand now,
let me set you free.

But I’m not done yet,
I have so much I need
to see and do.
So many dreams to chase.
Death, must you tempt me so?

Dreams in time will fade away,
your mortal life is limited.
Your time is nearly through.
I’ll take away the chains
that bind you so painfully down.
Don’t resist me, just let go.
I’ve got you.

But what about the people I love?
Friends and family.
The pain I’ll leave behind?
Would you take me so cruelly
from them?
Death, your promises are so cold,
Please don’t make me go.

Dear troubled soul,
do not cry now.
Please, take my hand.
You have to embrace the end.
With me, you’re safe.
Death is free, death means peace.
Life is just a lie.

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